[Elliot bites his lip a little. Good, is his first thought that comes to mind. They sounded too similar to soldats for Elliot to find any comfort with them, especially if it comes as such a heavy price as to drain Eren's life.
But on the other hand, he's not sure how Eren feels about the matter. Maybe there's more to it than that. It's not easy to read his expression since well, Eren often has an unhappy look on his face and for reasons Elliot can't always predict. So the conversation gets tabled, for now.
Instead, he focuses on the food. He is...pretty impressed how close Eren gets his hand to the fire without hurting. Was it a dragon thing or were his nerves that dead? Him on the other hand, winces a little when he takes his own bit of meat, almost dropping it before he quickly sets it down on his handkerchief to cool a little.
He was checking his hands for burns (fortunately, he got off easy this time), when Eren asks that. His head shoots up and looks over at the other]
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[Elliot bites his lip a little. Good, is his first thought that comes to mind. They sounded too similar to soldats for Elliot to find any comfort with them, especially if it comes as such a heavy price as to drain Eren's life.
But on the other hand, he's not sure how Eren feels about the matter. Maybe there's more to it than that. It's not easy to read his expression since well, Eren often has an unhappy look on his face and for reasons Elliot can't always predict. So the conversation gets tabled, for now.
Instead, he focuses on the food. He is...pretty impressed how close Eren gets his hand to the fire without hurting. Was it a dragon thing or were his nerves that dead? Him on the other hand, winces a little when he takes his own bit of meat, almost dropping it before he quickly sets it down on his handkerchief to cool a little.
He was checking his hands for burns (fortunately, he got off easy this time), when Eren asks that. His head shoots up and looks over at the other]
Huh? Where'd that come from?